Hate fills my hart.
Like the storm rages the night.
Hate comes to my throat like bile.
And sick comes to my throat.
As I think of you and what you did to me.
I hate you all the more.
I wish you no good and I wish you were dead.
Becuase I feel dead inside and its all becuase of you.
You are evil and I hope you burn in hell.
Becuase you put me and probaly others through hell.
If I want to do all I have to do is think of you.
Becuase you raped hurt and abused me.
Worse than that you stole my innocence.
And you stole my life
Amy Louise Kerswell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hating-you-3/
